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I looped my fingers under the delicate hem of the lingerie and slowly peeled it up, leaving myself completely naked while my hair fell messily around my shoulders. He continued to watch, turning around to face the seat while I turned too. This time, I rested my back against the curtain — pressing it against the window pane — and parted my legs.

Dean’s eyes dropped and he cocked his head back with a sigh as he crawled along the few inches of floor to me.

Chapter 33

Dean

The bed sheets rustled softly as I curled my arms further around Lily’s naked waist and nuzzled the back of her neck, inhaling that sweet, sweet scent. She was soft and warm in my arms. I could’ve lived in that moment forever.

Our little revelation last night seemed to bring us closer than we already were.

That and the sex, obviously.

Lily began to stir, humming sleepily as she arched her body with a stretch. She nudged herself flush against me.

I lifted my head to get a better view of her face. I could see every freckle and count almost every one of her eyelashes.

I pressed my lips to her cheek and skimmed my hand up her arm. “You awake?”

She hummed again and turned her head to look back at me through barely open eyes. The corner of her mouth rose in a smile. “I am now.”

“Morning.” I moved my hand appreciatively down her body, following a familiar path to her hip. The touch wasn’t meant to start anything.

Her eyes fluttered shut, and she inhaled slowly as she shifted her thighs, coaxing a reaction from me.

“Oh?” I was already half hard and steadily rising.

“Not what you had in mind?” she asked, glancing over her.

“I can’t remember what I had in mind. Please, continue.”

Lily rocked her hips slowly back and forth along my growing erection.

My palm skimmed to her breast as my lips formed a kiss on her bare shoulder.

She sighed, lifting one hand to the back of my head while the other went south.

I felt her fingertips touch us both. Then, as she kissed me with gentle hunger, she nudged the tip of my cock into her.

“Fuck, I love you,” I grunted, my voice heavy with a sleep effected rasp as I prepared to delve deeper.

An abrupt round of sharp knocks rattled through the door, causing Lily to tense and me to jolt halfway into her.

Lily bit the pillow to keep from crying out while I muffled my growl of annoyance into her shoulder, gently biting her skin.

With my cock rock hard and half sheathed in her clenching heat, I mustered up a partially broken, “Y-yeah?”

“I know Lily is in there with you.” Kate sounded impatient. “I already tried her room.”

Lily pulled the bed sheet over her head with a quiet groan while neither of us dared to move anything below the waist. She emerged after a second. “Yes—Mom?”

“Breakfast is ready, so get up now. I don’t want to be late for work.”

“Got it,” she grimaced, shutting her eyes and pressing her lips together as her legs squeezed.

I felt myself sink deeper, but I couldn’t tell if it was a natural reaction or if I was subconsciously doing it, until Lily moved back, slowly drawing me into her.

I hummed softly, fighting the urge that was begging me to move — to fuck her. I couldn’t help myself, and slid my hand to her other breast as I sank all the way in. Her nipple was hard against my palm.